After my creed it is now perhaps possible to formulate the last part of this route without much argument, but in the simple associative form, how these thoughts have appeared almost exactly one year to the first time in me.
Facebook beyond borders. The spatial . Every person in this world, once reached, can potentially be my friend, always present, with his life where I am. Facebook bring your friends to where your life.
Facebook beyond borders. The time. The people, the last people in the world can be my friends - my Facebook life, always present, as with their lives, as long as I am. Facebook bring your friends then when your life is.
Facebook pushes every boundary. The random. Once made, people in the FB Database, robbing it to chance his power, whether we see again or not. Take us from determining whether someone does not want to see again or make it non-binding potentially available - at any time and everywhere.
With Facebook, we can not only everywhere in the world, but also by the whole of our lives after seen, taken and lost people search, find and capture them. Distant friends become close friends and remain so. Old friends become new friends and remain so. The number has gone, has not lost asks, address book yellowed illegible, the train has left. Facebook makes it possible to track down this train somewhere in the world again, jump up and catch up with him. The nice people from abroad come to my home. A dynamic decal of her life is forever mine.
Facebook compresses the distance, near, past and present on a website. Natural borders are no more. Can The whole room, all the time crowded into every damn day of our lives.
that go well?
How healthy is it, the whole wide world of acquaintances every day to haul around with you? How healthy is to hoard all the friendships of this life in the present? Do not you simply let go sometimes can? The past, give what belongs to her, left to chance, should determine what he? get on a plane and leave the nice people from foreign countries where they are, as not part of your life? In life, move on and old friendships than the left, what they are - just old?
Facebook is the conglomeration of our memories. For our identity memories are unspeakably significant, in writing or visually capture a good opportunity to strengthen our identity. But how much memory do you need? Memories will be present pictures of life in the now? And above all, memories need to be updated
I quarrel in answering all these questions?. My feeling is that we're involved in a compressed networking that we may enjoy the moment though, since it facilitates many things, but we will in time also his undoing, because it gives us the practice of essential human capacity decreases, for a healthy life are required:
- the courage to talk to anyone.
- The venture to enter into the unknown.
- related to confidence in the uncontrollable. Overcoming
- let go sometimes.
Even if we decline to Facebook from now until forever in the first three points and us so that life from now on until forever easier from home makes adjustable without notice while we already negative effects, but at some point in every life, the date on which it is stated: to say goodbye - and forever. Then Facebook will not be able to help us.
should be able to say how the man on that day, "Good-bye" when he is in everyday, relatively simple situations can no longer practice it and have to do? When we eventually used to hoard all of life on a website? If we look at the nice people from abroad to practice their friends from the past no longer have to overcome us no longer have to "Farewell" to say how can man be armed as if there will be no other way?
brings us the last farewell to our human limitations - with or without Facebook. Large parts of our behavior should focus on to blame this event as far as possible in the time ahead and into space, but at some point will all of our dentures come to their limits. I am convinced that there are limits, and we must accept that there are human skills that we need to learn, even if it is right now just is not fun and it otherwise appears to be no consequences.
I am afraid of a time when the grieving people logging into their Facebook profile and forever lost people leave a last message in the firm belief that it will reach him.
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